Wandering
I wandered away to another place
Looking for something I lost.
I was not sure what it was
But I needed to search for it.
I wandered away from my blue sky,
My browning leaves,
And my light colored flowers.
I wandered away into another dimension
Just by walking down one road.
I wound up somewhere unexpected—
Somewhere with a red sky and dark clouds,
Buildings almost completely torn down,
And people blankly walking around.
I forgot how the road looked like
As I kept searching for that missing something.
As I kept going down that same road,
I knew there were other paths to go on
But I refused to step away.
I had heard something faint out in the distance
Calling out my name.
As I ran down the road
I reached a dead end.
There was nothing left but a cliff
That nobody seemed to notice.
Maybe the voice came from down there.
I crouched down and saw something.
That something was shining.
Maybe I finally found what I was looking for.
It was time to climb down to the unknown.
As I crept down, the shine grew
And the voice became louder.
But the rock beneath me crumbled
As I took more steps.
If I had screamed for help
Would anyone come for me?
Would anyone from below help me?
Should I have wandered off somewhere else?
Maybe there was no one down there after all
And now here I am, trapped,
Possibly in my own mind.